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Apr 2014
Pretty Lady,
you're super sweet
& one helluva cutie.
Certainly, that
book on beauty
was written
about you.

You've got the goods,
you're one nice-combo.
of both looks & brains,
I bet you drive,
all the boys
totally insane.

O Hot Mama,
I feel you, too.
You've been struttin'
around like a peacock,
puttin' out them **** vibes,
who knew I'd fall for you!?

I can tell
you just wanna give in,
give me your good lovin',
smack me with
all your tender kisses
& spread a little
bit of sin.

But Darling,
I gotta say,
I can't play,
I can't even make your day
& it's killin' me badly,
makes me
feel so so sadly.

O Sweetness,
don't you cry,
it ain't you,
it's all me,
but I just can't get started
all over again.
I'm done spreadin'
any more pain & I just can't,
I can't break another heart,
especially not yours.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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